Maximum Carnage Reading Order Novels & Stories

"That's where we found the massacre." We approached cautiously, weapons ready. We stopped, alighting from the car, and watching the scene of destruction. Because the scene that greeted us was worse than I'd imagined. Twenty corrupted wolves lay scattered across the clearing, their bodies torn apart with a violence that went beyond necessary. Limbs ripped clean off. Torsos split open. Heads crushed. Blood everywhere—dried now, but still viscerally present. And in the center of it all, carved into the stone ground with what looked like claws, was a message:

Prologue At the bustling intersection of Ryan Theodore lane, chaos unfolded. A mangled car lay twisted in the center of the road, its shattered glass glinting under the harsh sunlight. Blood pooled beneath the wreckage. Around it, six bodies lay sprawled, lifeless forms painted in crimson. A crowd had gathered, murmuring in panic. “They're all dead!” a voice cried out. “No! Wait!” another shouted, rushing closer. “This young man and the pregnant lady, they’re still breathing. But barely.”

As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen. Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away. There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch. Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me. Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again. When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!!

The city dims, like a candle turned low, and the ground ignites beneath my feet—not with light, but with meaning. Blood blooms across the stones. Layered. Counted. Cataloged. Human blood is the first thing I register—thin, pale, almost translucent. Fear-heavy. The kind spilled by people who never saw the blow coming. There isn’t much of it here, only residue tracked in by boots and panic. Bystanders. Collateral. Then the wolves. Their blood burns hotter, thicker, streaked through with silvered heat. Three distinct signatures. No—four. One was injured but escaped. Alpha-trained fighters. Not scavengers. Not young.

The last one left. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 The countdown in my head begins and then… Kkkrrriiinnnggg!!! The time is up. HIS TIME IS UP. I open my eyes and take a deep breath because I know this is it. It’s payback time. While holding the cutter that I used to stab Alex and to cut Gin’s throat. I went down and looked for him. While humming to make every situation calm. I saw fresh blood on the floor and I know it is his blood. He is bleeding too much. I looked around to find him even though I know that he cannot hide for too long.

The deputy rushed to the console and slammed the red activation button。 “Fire！” BOOM——！ Thirteen railguns mounted on the carrier’s hull fired simultaneously。 Crimson energy beams tore through the deep sea。 The immense pressure instantly crushed the submarines inward，compressing them into fragments of twisted steel。 Before the smoke cleared。 BEEP—— The massive holographic main screen above the bridge flickered violently。 A red cipher sigil forced its way through all defenses and seized the display。 The highest-level extinction order of the Sector Nine Council。 Red code began to scroll like a death sentence：

The silence that followed the chaos was almost deafening. Dust hung in the air, settling like a heavy fog that clung to my skin and throat. The scent of blood still hung around, strong and metallic, a cruel reminder of what had just transpired. My legs wobbled beneath me, but I forced myself to stand upright and face reality. I had seen it. I couldn’t unsee it. Flesh ripping, bones cracking, fur erupting in a feral burst, Nisi, Rapha, Jace, and the rival Alpha locked in a brutal war that no human could survive.

“How silly of you to have come back.” Before I could respond, a new scene unfolded—warriors appeared, stepping out from the shadows of the wolves. They moved with cold precision, guns in their hands, their faces hard and unyielding. The timing was precise, chillingly so. Just as my mates and our warriors began to shift, the enemy warriors raised their guns, aiming with deadly intent. The shots rang out, merciless and deafening, bullets tearing through flesh, the sound of life slipping away filling the air as our people fell. The ground was littered with the fallen, lives snuffed out in an instant. Panic gripped my heart as I witnessed the devastation.

I honestly don't know what I keep expecting from him but if this is what marriage is well I have to take what I'm offered besides I was just collateral damage. ‎

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Masquerade of the Monstrous Rex POV: As I watch the wolves tear into each other with feral intensity, a symphony of chaos plays in my head, each snarl and snap of teeth a note in my gruesome orchestration. The ground is slick with blood, mud mixing with the crimson stains as bodies fall and rise in a brutal dance of survival.